7 Virgin Blood
Wedding Day

Happy day has arrived. Today he, Jaka Pradana Nugraha, will say akad, witnessed by many pairs of human eyes as well as angels, then he will officially become my husband.

Here, from inside this bridal room, I peeked at his arrival. In the dress of the groom in all white from top to bottom, he looks handsome. So handsome and charming.

"I miss you" I murmured. I smile. My feelings are so passionate. Since yesterday I was locked up in a beautifully decorated bridal room, while Ak Jaka was not allowed to see me. Moreover, last night Ak Jaka was asked to stay at a neighbor's house.

I really miss even though I haven't seen each other for a day. And now I wait in prayer, behind the beautiful kebaya of my bride, in the same white color.

From my room, I could clearly hear the voice of the host starting to host the event to greet my groom-to-be, then Aunt Fatma, his wife Mang Zulfikar, draped the jasmine flower arrangement and gave her a glass of water before finally allowing the candidate to take my man and everyone sat down in the prepared place.

The series of events began with the opening, then the recitation of the holy verses of the Qur'an, then some words of welcome, then entered the core event. Yeah, our wedding was conceptualized as simply as possible, with no customary events. The important thing goes on solemnly and sacredly, until we are lawfully a husband and wife. That's all my prayer, that's all my hope for what happens today.

"He was sitting opposite Mr. Penghulu" whispered Teh Husna, his wife Kang Solihin who accompanied me in the room. "Have shaken hands to say ijab qabul. Soon you will be a legitimate couple. Halal."

Uh! Like Husna Tea, I smiled happily, even I blushed in embarrassment.

Bismillah...

Starting with Istighfar, and pronouncing the word shahadah, then Pak Penghulu and my future husband said ijab and qabul...

"I accept the marriage of Siti Wulandari Ibrahim bint Muhammad Ibrahim with the dowry paid in cash!"

He said it once. Smoothly.

"How are the witnesses?"

"Well...."

"Alhamdulillah...."

At that moment, my eyes closed again and my smile spread in happy tears.

"Aamiin...."

Aamiin. I'm so happy, Ak. You and I are now us. You are now my priest. Don't be naughty anymore, yeah. Now we are halal.

Ah, I'm ashamed to remember our mischief. That's incorrect. Errors....

At least I'm grateful, because tonight, on the night of our bride, I'm still a virgin. Thank you, Lord, for you still allow this unkind me to taste the sweetness of the first night with the rightful man who became my husband. Thank you....

"Wulan, come on."

I'm nodding. Back pounding plus deg-degan. I was called forward to meet my husband in front of an audience of invited guests.

I came out of the room with a flowery heart and a face filled with cheerful smiles. Springy. It was the first time I saw him as my husband, also seeing new faces of villagers I had never seen before.

Then, my heart pounded even more as the host directed me to sit in front of my husband.

"Greet his wife, it's okay, it's legal," said the host, making Ak Jaka blush. He's been misbehaving. His face also still looked pale even though he was smiling shyly like me. We were both still nervous even though I said it.

Finally, here, in this boardroom, I sit before him. Receiving the wedding dowry. A circular ring on my finger, the symbol of our wedding-strap fastening, then I kowtowed, kissed the back of his hand as a sign of my respect, and he kissed my forehead.

"A minute, Ak," I whispered. "What's the password?"

Eh?

Ahaha!

I have to ask, dong...! Especially later, before the first night. Hye!

Well, congratulations, Wulan. You are legally Madam Jaka Pradana Nugraha. Congrats....